Silver Wings – PallbearerBy Silver wings circlePortents of a strange past returningOver bones of crippled behemothsI tread through the mireIn the mists, I can feel itLooming as a vultureEyes fall upon meSearching, shifting in judgementSo small, so weak…Pale in the dimming light of æonsNear the river, I see itJet black and silentApproaching, I’m diminishedBy mysteries of 10,000 agesI cannot rememberFrom where I cameAnd I cannot rememberWho I once wasThe slow march of timeTurns even the greatest of triumphsTo nothing, nothing more than sandWashed into the infinite sea www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20